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Thursday, May 19, 2011

The Promised Pizza.

Doesn't it seem like I always start blogs with some sort of lame excuse for being absent in the blogging world? Well, I hope you're ready for another one. This might get a bit lengthy so grab a cup of coffee or something and stick with me.

I finally finished up my Sophomore year of college. I don't know if I should be happy that those two years are over or upset that I still have two more to go. Oh well. After my last final, I started packing up and getting ready to head back to the great state of Missouri for a little visit. My flight was at 7am so I set the alarm for 5 and drifted off to sleep. When I woke up I realized it was a bit too bright out for 5am. I quickly realized something wasn't right. It was 8:40 and I had missed my flight. My phone turned off in the middle of the night and my alarms didn't go off. Yes mom, you were right I shouldn't rely on a phone to wake me up. So Kaston rushed me over to the airport and I went to the counter pathetically sobbing. The ladies at the counter apparently had a bit more empathy in their hearts than most AirTran employees, so they switched my flight to the next morning free of charge. Whew. Needless to say, I immediately bought an alarm clock upon leaving the airport. After I had calmed down and purchased an alarm Kaston and I went to grab a quick lunch. Our tummies were full and everything was great until a couple of hours later. I will spare details but, I ended up with food poisoning or something like it. Pretty good day so far, right? Bad things obviously come in threes so don't you worry there is one more. The next morning I weakly pulled myself out of bed and headed to the airport. I finally made it to Branson but with an ominous feeling about my luggage (which was supposed to be carry on but got checked at the gate because the plane was too full). I patiently watched all of the other bags roll by and then the carousel stopped and everyone left. Great. They found my bag still sitting in Atlanta and promised they would deliver it as soon as it arrived. I think it's safe to say the trip got off to a bit of a rocky start.

The girls of Excellence. I miss them.

Rocky start or not the next week was a blast. I had an entire weekend in Columbia to visit friends and relive a few days at Mizzou. The trip was a surprise for Ms. Roweton, so there was quite the kodak moment when she was tricked into coming outside while I stood there waiting. And then she jumped on me. Sounds like a fairytale doesn't it? She was knee deep in finals so I'm incredibly thankful that she threw all of that aside to spend a few days with me. And of course Trever deserves a little recognition. He took me in when Kaitlin had to be responsible. It was a great weekend and I'm so glad I got to see all of the people I essentially abandoned for Boston.

After Mizzou I headed back to Ozark to celebrate a few birthdays, see friends and family, and of course eat some food that I have missed so dearly.

First things first. A lovely day at the lake with Tess, Tay, and Ryan. So bittersweet. Felt just like every other summer.

Then birthday lunch with Kaston's momma.Her 22nd birthday I do believe.

And then straight to birthday dinner at Metropolitan Grill with my beautiful sister :)

Of course I had the Seafood Paella. My taste buds were haaaapy.

Then I allotted time to love on my sweet cross eyed kitty. Precious Abby.

Back to my second home. Spring Creek Tea Room. There were many hugs and a little bit of catching up before they whipped up my favorite lunch in Missouri.

And of course I had cake. Brenda's chocolate butterscotch oh how I miss you.

And then I had to say goodbye. See you in August. Apparently I didn't take any pictures with my daddy. Fail.

That was a bit excessive eh? But it was such a great trip home and I had to share. I promise you will get a recipe....if you stick with me for just a bit longer. I arrived back in Boston just in time to attend a My Politic show. Other than the fact that they are pretty awesome (and now have a fiddler), they are talented and need some recognition. So watch their video. And love it.

Aren't they great? Go follow them on facebook, myspace, and twitter! Oh yes, they have a twitter now. #theyactliketheyhateitbuttheysecretlyloveit.

Ready for pizza? I know I promised this recipe forever ago, but I didn't exactly specify a time...so here it finally is!

Crust: Check! Coat a bowl with olive oil, cover tightly with plastic wrap and throw it in the refrigerator for an hour or so.

Chop up half of the onion.

In a skillet combine onion, brown sugar, and...

Balsamic Vinegar.Saute until onions are soft and set aside.

Preheat oven to 500 degrees. Then grab 1/3 of the dough and roll out as thinly as possible. Place on a large baking sheet. Drizzle lightly with olive oil and sprinkle with salt. (You will have some leftover dough to make more pizza!)

Fig Spread!

Spread fig jam all over surface of the dough. Sprinkle again with salt.

Toss on the balsamic and brown sugar onions.

Cover with sliced mozzarella. Sprinkle lightly with salt and fresh ground pepper. Bake for 12 to 15 minutes or until the crust is golden and the cheese is bubbly.

Immediately top with prosciutto.

Just before serving top with arugula and Parmesan.

Cut into wedges or squares.

Feed to patiently waiting hungry boy.

There you have it. Adventures from Missouri topped with a yummy pizza.

We are heading to IRELAND (please say that with an Irish accent) on Monday so stay tuned for those adventures! I will try to post while we are there but I can't promise anything of course.